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Chapter 9 by PervyHermit

Does he activate the MetaNav?

Activate it

His finger tapped the screen almost before he even made the conscious decision. Ren felt a warm energy rush over him like a wave, and he looked right at Futaba. She paused for a moment, sensing something too, but then continued walking into the room. Ren couldn't tell exactly what had happened, but he knew for sure something had changed. And he knew Futaba felt it too.

"So, I went ahead and set up your room to become completely voice activated!" Futaba explained, pointing at a tiny speaker on the top of his shelf. "Watch this. Hey Ali, turn on the lights!" As she made the command, the lights switched on.

She put her hands on her hips and smiled proudly. She turned to gauge Ren's reaction, but as the two made eye contact, her cheeks turned bright red in a blush. Ren didn't know what was going on in her head, but he could tell that she was starting to become just as flustered as he was. She blinked up at him, before looking to the side and playing with the bottom of her tank top.

"Uh... yeah... I set it up to do a few different commands. I-I also set it up to listen for the name Ali, cause... well... based on my old code name, y-you know.." As she talked, it was clear that something was distracting her. Ren noticed she pressed her thighs together, and she was slowly rubbing them as she began to sweat.

"Damn this heat wave..." She mumbled under her breath. "Ali, turn the AC up please..."

As cool air rolled into the room, Futaba's nipples hardened against her tanktop. Ren looked right at them, watching as Futaba's heavy breathing made her breasts gently rise and fall. When he looked back up into her eyes, he noticed that she was watching him stare at her. But instead of receiving a verbal lashing like he was expecting, Ren noticed that Futaba was biting her lip. She liked him looking at her.

"So Ren... what else do you want to see?" Futaba whispered. He knew she was meaning the voice commands, but his eyes went right back to her breasts pressing against the tight tanktop.

What else does he want to see?

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